This is what I saw about 15 minutes later. He had gone out to the dog house saw what needed to be done. Went to Bill's workshop; got eye protection, headphones for music, and a hammer. He repaired the roof. This nine year old is amazing. Knows what needs to be done and takes care of it. Doesn't need to ask for directions just goes for it.
Isn't this the ugliest thing ever? I am a University of Oklahoma football fan which makes me a Bob Stoops fan. But I don't want his name plastered on the granddaughters play house. It had a sheet metal porch roof on the front that was an accident waiting to happen, we removed that. The door needs to be cut taller before I can easily get in and out of it. It is roomy enough inside that I can stand up. Of course, I am pretty short but the girls will never outgrow the space.
Time to paint. I wasn't planning on this happening so they hadn't brought paint clothes for the weekend. Tee shirts for the boys and underwear for the girls. We are using up some old white paint as the primer. The girls want a pink house with purple. Hopefully, Lowe's will have some paint that will work in their return section. The paint we used in our last house in the girls bathroom and Tiffany's bedroom would be perfect but I didn't move it with us.
This tractor tire is from my Daddy's tractor. He made this into a sandbox 25 years ago for us.
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